"Song, please. If you dare to find many younger sisters, I'll throw you into the snow." Song Qingcheng gives a warning to his son.
"Daddy said that it's a great thing to find many little sisters."
“……” Ji Zhengting!
The curtain of the door was lifted again. Someone had something in common with her. She cried in her heart and he came in.
"Zheng Ting, where have you been? Why haven't I seen you all the time? " The stepmother asked her son who came in.
"Daddy and I are making a snowman outside." Xiaobaozi answered for song's father.
"Auntie, don't hold him. It's very heavy." Song Qingcheng is talking to his stepmother.
Xiaobaozi is big and strong. She can't bear to hold it for a while, not to mention the age of her stepmother.
Ji Zhengting smell speech, from the mother's arms will be small baozi to embrace over.
"Qingcheng, why are you still called Auntie?" Song's mother will stand up and talk to song Qingcheng.
"Ah?" Song Qingcheng didn't respond for a moment. However, the next moment to understand. Looking at the stepmother, her face turned red.
The stepmother is also very embarrassed, "it's OK, it's all the same."
"It's all my daughter-in-law. I don't know how to change my tongue. That's not what my mother taught you." Mother song teaches her daughter.
Although people say it doesn't matter, but, where can it really do?
"It's not our fault. Someone hasn't paid the fee yet." The old lady said something sarcastic.
"It's all my fault I haven't paid the fee yet. " The stepmother was so flustered that she couldn't speak at all.
"Don't you mean it?" The old lady went on talking.
"Means..." The stepmother didn't seem to respond for a moment. "Yes, I want to express, I must express..."
After that, Ji Mu was excited and took out a bank card from her bag. Song Qingcheng saw the bank card and looked at Ji Zhengting again.
Ji Zhengting is very indifferent from beginning to end, which will still give her a indifferent look.
The stepmother took the bank to song Qingcheng and said, "Qingcheng, Auntie has no great ability in her life and won't make money. Here, it's my aunt who has saved her pocket money for so many years. It's only three or four million. Look This It's a change of import fee Can Can you make do with it? "
With her bank card in her hand, she handed it out and took it back, worried that it wasn't enough. After all, Qingcheng has been doing well in the past few years. That day, I overheard from Xin Yue that Qingcheng now has a lecture of more than one million yuan. She has three or four million yuan here. I'm afraid that people will really look down on her.
All eyes were focused on Song Qingcheng. Song Qingcheng was also very moved. Her eyes were red, and she called sincerely, "Mom."
After a long time, the stepmother simply answered, "ah!"
After answering the voice, the stepmother was filled with tears. The heart in her chest was very excited. She covered her chest with one hand and supported the sofa with the other hand. She exaggeratedly said, "Oh, oh, no, no, I can't jump over. Let me sit down slowly."
The whole family was amused by the stepmother.
"Grandma, I've called you grandma for so many days. Why don't you give me a fee for changing my mouth?" At this meeting, xiaobaozi moved to his stepmother and looked like he had been cheated. He asked his grandmother for an explanation.
“……” The stepmother just recovered a little bit. She was asked by the steamed stuffed bun and was stunned again. "Grandson, you are born by Grandma's son. You should call me grandma."
"I was born out of Mommy's belly." Xiaobaozi, please emphasize.
"Then your mother is my daughter now. You still have to call me grandma." People are small and big. They are greedy when they are so young.
Small steamed stuffed bun Nu mouth, muttered a, "stingy devil!"
Inside, there was a burst of happy laughter.
……
When cooking at noon, song Qingcheng helps his mother wash vegetables in the kitchen, and finally finds the opportunity to talk to her mother alone.
"Mom, where's my little sister?" Song Qingcheng has been looking all over the house, but he doesn't see his little sister. And the little sister's easel is not there. She thought she was going out to paint, but it's noon now. It's time to come back.
Song's mother made a little pause and sighed, "I forgot to tell you that when your little sister went out to paint, she met a folk doctor who said that she could cure her leg. We didn't agree, but your little sister insisted on trying with him. It's been a year and a half, and I don't know what's going on now."
Song Qingcheng was shocked, "don't you have any contact?"
"At first, she contacted us. Later, she told us that the doctor would take her to the mountain for treatment. There was no signal in the mountain and she couldn't get in touch. She hasn't been in touch for a year."
Song Qingcheng couldn't accept it. "How can you let her do such a big thing?"
This girl's family has gone with other people like this, but it's still a year and a half since we can't get in touch. What a worry.Song's mother sighed again, "after you left, your little sister's mood is getting worse day by day. She doesn't like talking or painting. It's not easy to meet such a doctor. She likes it again. We'll let her go. No matter it's good or bad in the future, at least we don't have any regrets."
Song Qingcheng knows that his mother is for the sake of his younger sister, but This kind of practice still makes her feel too rash. In case something happens
She hardly dared to think about it.
"But don't worry, we've all met that doctor. He's an 80 year old Taoist. He looks kind, but he's very strong. We don't look like bad people. It's hard to get along with your sister, so we'll let her go. " Song's mother knew that she was worried. In fact, her parents were also worried. But in order to realize her daughter's wish, she chose to fight.
Hearing his mother say so, song Qingcheng was relieved, "do you know what mountain they entered?"
Mother song shook her head. "She only said it was a deep mountain, but also told us not to look for it blindly. She said it was time to come back, and then she came back."
Song Qingcheng is still a little worried, but things are the same. He can only pray for his little sister to come back early. No matter whether you can take good care of your illness or not, just come back and have a family reunion.
The stepmother pulled the garlic out of the garden and kept talking about how good the vegetables were for her parents. Seeing that song Qingcheng was also there, he said, "Qingcheng, go out and take care of your children. Just give it to me and my mother-in-law."
"The child is taking me with him. I'll come in to help him. There are so many people in the family today that we have to make more delicious food." Two people are certainly busy, and the season mother is not the kind of cook, at most is to wash a dish or something.
"Just make more braised meat." She said with a smile.